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SEVEN

Twenty minutes after they’d left, Sam, Zofi, Belle, Alice, and Holly returned to the family room. They collectively brushed aside the whole incident as no big deal, and while Sam made half-hearted suggestions that we should just forget the whole thing happened and finish the movie, the others figured the mood had passed and it was time to go home. It wasn’t like this would be the last time the BTC would all be together, and we could always finish the movie another night.

One-by-one the girls came to hug me goodbye. Three of them pecked me on the cheek and then three pecked me on the lips. Alice just gave me a fist bump and a little smirk. Sam, Zofi, and Holly were the first to drive off. Naimh was next. Belle and Mari walked over to Belle’s place. And once again I was all alone in my big empty house. I had no idea where Mother was, nor did I worry about it. She usually came home quite late, even on a Friday night.

I headed upstairs to shower and change. It was only 7:30pm, far too early for an 18-year-old guy to go to sleep. The first day of school had been little more than orientation and going over the syllabus, so we didn’t have any actual homework yet. I figured this would be as good a time as any to settle into bed, make sure the box of tissues was nearby, and start recalling some fond memories from the spank bank. I especially had fresh memories of palming the first naked breasts of my entire life. Plus, I could still vividly remember the way Holly had been holding my dick in her hand, jacking it slowly underneath the blanket. So wrapping my fingers around my fresh erection, I closed my eyes and started stroking myself with the same rhythm.

That’s when the doorbell rang. I frowned and opened my eyes, my hand still on my dick, not quite sure I’d heard what I thought I heard. But after a minute of silence, the doorbell rang again. So after pulling up my pajama pants and throwing on a tee shirt, I hopped out of bed, went back downstairs, and peered through the front door’s peephole.

A blue-haired pretty girl stood outside, looking a little nervous as she hugged herself. I opened the door quickly, greeting, “Holly! Hey! What’s up?”

She gave me a coy smile, squeezed her arms beneath her boobs enough to press her cleavage together a little more in her V-neck shirt, and asked cutely, “Can I come in?”

“Yeah, sure, of course.”

I stepped aside and waved her in before closing the door behind her. But as soon as the door latched, I found myself spun around and slammed against it as Holly launched herself at me, wrapping her arms around my neck and mashing her lips onto mine. A second after that, her tongue penetrated my mouth, seeking out mine while she moaned in obvious heat.

But two seconds after that, I came to my senses and broke the kiss, muttering, “Whoa, whoa, whoa. Holly!”

“It’s alright,” she whimpered, reaching for the hem of her shirt and whipping it over her head. She’d put on a bra at some point, but just when I realized that, she reached behind herself to slip the catch and started pulling that off as well. “The girls said it was okay.”

I blinked twice. “They did?”

“Well, Sam, Zofi, Belle, and Alice did. They agreed I’m allowed to fuck you.”

My eyes went WIDE. “Umm, what?”

“They feel bad for constantly teasing you but never letting you get any farther. They know none of them can upset the balance of the BTC by messing around with you, but since I’m not in the BTC, they said it’s okay.” While saying all this, Holly left her shirt and bra in the foyer and tugged me by the hands, slowly backing up into the living room. Her big 34D boobs wobbled enticingly, calling me like mythical sirens to a sailor, and I followed after them.

“I’m not going to take you from them,” she continued. “I don’t actually want to date you or anything, to take up your time or otherwise prevent you from hanging out with your friends. I’m not really the settle-down-with-a-steady-boyfriend type. But oh my GAWD what you did to me with that backrub lit a fire in my pussy that’s not gonna get quenched until I feel every inch of your big dick plugging me fucking FULL.”

“Uhhh...” I muttered stupidly, a little too much happening at once for my brain to process.

By now, Holly got me right in front of a couch. I’d gone a little soft coming down the stairs after my aborted masturbation session, but had stiffened right back up from Holly’s kiss and the sight of her bare naked breasts. Telling me she wanted to feel every inch of my big dick in her pussy was just icing on the cake, and I was pitching a pretty big tent in my pajama pants.

Or at least, I had been. Holly yanked both my pants and boxers to my ankles before pushing me down into a seated position. And then she knelt on the rug, jacked my shaft a couple of times, and before I realized what was happening, she shoved the first four inches of my dick into her mouth.

Oh. My. GAWD.

I was getting a blowjob.

I was getting an actual blowjob.

Holy crap, I was getting a fucking BLOWJOB.

Neon blue hair bobbed up and down in my lap, rapidly revealing the majority of my big cock before abruptly making it disappear once again. She looked up at me with those twinkling hazel eyes, observing the rapturous expressions crossing my face. The girls had always raved about how much they loved my backrubs and how I made them feel so amazing inside, and yet I couldn’t really understand exactly how that felt.

But if it felt anything like the feelings Holly was giving me right now, well, let’s just say it suddenly made a lot more sense why the girls constantly asked me to give them all backrubs.

“Oh my gawd, Holly. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck!” I groaned, unable to process the overwhelming sensations. Her blowjob was soooo much better than masturbation, and I couldn’t get a grip on what was happening to me. I tried to put my hand on top of her head but my arm wouldn’t work right. I just sort of melted into the couch, throwing my head back and letting it loll left and right while I tried to get my vision to stop swimming. And all too soon, I felt my balls beginning to coil.

“Shit-shit-shit-shit-shit,” I stuttered, completely at wit’s end. But I had just enough presence of mind to exclaim, “I’m gonna cum! You’re gonna make me cum!”

Holly popped off my prick for a few precious seconds, jacking my shaft in her right hand while grinning up at me. “How do you want to blow? You want me to swallow it? You wanna cum all over my face? Maybe blast all over these big tits you keep staring at?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I howled, every one of those options sounding absolutely amazing.

Holly laughed and went back to sucking me, gnawing on the knob while continuing to stroke the shaft. And in the end, I did all three.

“I’m gonna ... I’m gonna ... Eeeyarrrghhh!!!” I screamed as my dick erupted. The first two shots, the blue-haired beauty took straight into her mouth. After that, she pulled back and ducked down so that my next two shots hit her forehead before gravity started pulling the creamy ribbons downward. And finally she sat up straight, milking out the rest of my sticky sperm all over the upper slopes of her big breasts.

I watched all this happen, scarcely believing it was real. As of this afternoon I had never even touched a girl’s bare nipple nor had my dick handled by anyone but myself. Tonight I’d watched myself cum in a hot girl’s mouth and all over her pretty face. And then suddenly it was all over, and my head dropped over the backrest as my chest heaved in a desperate plea for oxygen.

“Holy shit, Matt,” Holly chuckled. “You came buckets. Was that your first ever blowjob? You held out longer than I would have thought.”

I managed to nod wearily, eventually summoning the strength to pick my head up and look down at her again. Even though I’d just cum thirty seconds ago, I felt myself starting to get hard again at the sight of such a pretty girl scooping my jizz off her face and tits and popping her cream-coated fingers into her mouth, sucking on them with relish.

“Mmm, I love the taste of cum,” she said with a giggle. “I’d give more blowjobs, but I don’t want to get a reputation as a slut. You’re not the type of guy who’d blab to his friends though, right? Well, actually, who am I kidding? The whole BTC is gonna know about this soon enough. But you’re not gonna tell any guys about this, right?”

I shook my head fervently. If my silence was the price to pay for such incredible feelings, I would happily pay it.

“Good to know. Then we can probably do this again a bunch more times.” She flashed me a pixie wink while suckling on her index finger. There was a tissue box on the corner table, and she grabbed a few to finish wiping herself off. “But first, I think it’s time you showed me your bedroom.”

I looked at her stupidly for a second, pointing off toward the stairs before I realized I needed to stand up and actually take her there. After all, I would need to be present for what she had next in mind. I pulled up my pants and stood, gesturing, “Uh, this way.”

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